Banjo Therapy

My dad got me started on the banjo. It took about 30 years. A standard-issue surly teen, I’d taken up the guitar to be Jimmy Page but I’d ended up more Jimmy Driftwood. I’d memorized all the folkie records my folks had lying around. But listening to the man’s records...

Banjo’s and heart surgery

My friend Jonathon Bluemel is a really fine banjo player. I’m always looking for excuses to play in a band with him because frankly, I just like the way he does what he does. Now I know all the banjo jokes and can recite them with great satisfaction, and I know all...

Banjos in the spring

We never thought it would get here, and perhaps even now it hasn’t, but the last two days in Central Victoria, South-eastern Australia, have been warmer and sunnier with that light, deft touch of breeze, than for the past four months of what was, for us, a cold and...

Banjos, Guitars – and Vocals

The Didmarton Bluegrass Festival in Gloucestershire, England, is one of the major music festivals in UK, but like all such events it started small, back in the 1980s, as a weekend of picking and singing at a country pub. Many of the local residents hadn’t heard...

BAREFOOT BOYS WITH CHEEKS OF TAN – THAT’S US!

Long ago, I wrote this after watching happy kids in a documentary on Africa. It speaks to what I am writing about today.BarefootI sat and cursed so longthe shoes I did not ownthat I grew no callusesnor corns to cushion me.And thus I could not runthe race of life with...

Barefootin’

I have a lifelong war with socks. I never wear matching socks – it’s a habit since adolescence, and that has made my tense relationship with socks (and shoes) a little better, but we’re still basically enemies. I have a LOT of socks, and at any given time, at...

Barefootin’

I have a lifelong war with socks. I never wear matching socks – it’s a habit since adolescence, and that has made my tense relationship with socks (and shoes) a little better, but we’re still basically enemies. I have a LOT of socks, and at any given time, at...